From the journal of Edmund Holyfen, Fort Saybrook, Saybrook Plantation January 28, 1642

Ye shall know them by their fruits (Matt 7, 16). Yeah, the dark spirit who tempted our Lord in the desert with bread, with principalities, with powers: our Lord refused, and so evil took them, and arrayed his creatures beneath the black standard, on which is written In Hoc Signo Vinces: thus the sign, by which Antichrist is known; and their deeds, the fruits.

The Leopard, departed Southhampton three months ago, birthed Boston two days ago. A cargo of paper, cloth, lampblack, nutmeg and cinnamon. And a cargo of murder, of hell, that is news of Ireland.

Dublin, October 23. A day the fiends chose as it is the feast of their spiritual father Loyola. On that day they rose from their dark places, their shadowy conventicles, and across the land like locusts, like fire, so many savage Angels of Death – the mad Papist Irish, whipped to frenzy, to murder, by their priests.